Did someone say 'handbasket'?
There's a thud and a clatter, and a Bumblebee sits up, rubbing her helm and scanning her surroundings warily. She's not so rough looking since the last time that she was here, but her scars are still plain and numerous.
The yellow femme sits and contemplates the sign for a moment, then gets up and looks behind it. Finding what she's looking for, she reaches out and grabs two wires, then squeals as electricity arcs through her shell and knocks her flying.
A moment's silence, and then she gets up and wobbles over to the nearest couch of the right size and slumps onto it with a slight drunken grin.
"I can't think of a question..." she muses out loud. "Wait... no. Uh... hmmm.... Oh.... Yeah. No. Oh, I know. If your CO told you to take care of something, and somebody else takes it and puts it away for safekeeping, and they out rank you, should you let them keep it? Or try and get it back?"
The yellow femme sits and contemplates the sign for a moment, then gets up and looks behind it. Finding what she's looking for, she reaches out and grabs two wires, then squeals as electricity arcs through her shell and knocks her flying.
A moment's silence, and then she gets up and wobbles over to the nearest couch of the right size and slumps onto it with a slight drunken grin.
"I can't think of a question..." she muses out loud. "Wait... no. Uh... hmmm.... Oh.... Yeah. No. Oh, I know. If your CO told you to take care of something, and somebody else takes it and puts it away for safekeeping, and they out rank you, should you let them keep it? Or try and get it back?"